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Some constituents of sea water influence the shade of blue of the sea. The deeper the depth, the bluer the water. You can see here two hues of blue. The far side is bluer than the near side. This Camotes Island beach shows the intrinsic property of water which is caused by the selective absorption and the scattering of white light.

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“Most people would rather be certain they’re miserable, than risk being happy.” ~Dr. Robert Anthony

1. Spend money on experience, not things
Happy people tend to spend money on experience more than on things. Of course, there are daily necessities that we need in order to function. But, at the end of the day, it is the quality of our moments that bring us the most joy. If we focus on the next “thing,” a new sport jacket, a designer handbag or a nicer car, we are likely to fall prey to the vicious cycle of not being satisfied with what we have.

2. Don’t neglect the basics People who are happy tend to manage the basics of self-care better than people who are unhappy. From a behavioral perspective, if a person is not tending to the basics (staying active, eating healthy, making time for self-care, etc.), how can they possibly reap the benefits that a person who is…

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I am reblogging this under a new title with some small edits. This was published last year and I’m hoping that those who were not able to read have the chance to take their time on this article. Here it is.

The first time I saw this, I insisted to drop by. I was really curious about the airplane “crashing” into the roof of the establishment. Visitors passing will surely take a glimpse of this “come on” publicity stunt of this watering hole in Davao city, south of the Philippines.

I just came from a tour with a rented car and a driver, of the province of Davao Oriental, specifically the city of Mati. They have fine white sand beaches there comparable with the known ones today. It was a tiring but a very pleasant and enjoyable travel I had. Beautiful and green sceneries along the way were awesomely inviting. Spending a short time in every locale that I visited was a temporary option as some need a little longer time to stay. And as such, I will be returning to Davao in the later hours of the afternoon. All the…

This essay is inspired by some of the recent comments in this post. And it made me think: why people really don’t like poetry? What is it that keeps them away from maybe not writing but from reading some really exquisite pieces by poets from all around the world?

The usual answer is something like “Poetry is boring”, “I don’t understand it”, “It’s waste of time”. So I wanted to explore this topic a bit further.

If we look more deeply around us, we can notice that people have very little time to appreciate art in general. This fast paced, consumer oriented society has trained us to want everything now and here. An instant satisfaction, an instant thrill, an instant experience: not allowing our biological system to perceive with all its senses; truly absorb our emotions and simply feel.

Life usually demands of us high level of practicality, logical and factual…

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am i ready for a clashto be fished againfrom the sea of antiquityto grieve and be the birthplaceof caustic tears and broken dreamsam i prepared for a combatto defy and ward off the forceand stop the intensely amorous affairand chill the advancing emotionsof falling in love againi feel the footstepsthe sounds of my heartand the echoes it reflectsthe lingering traces of sound wavesthat keep on repeating in my earscan i block the passagewayto clear it with joyous emotionswhenever her shadow is nearam i readyam i preparedto let goand let the freedom wandereverywheream i ready?
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To be a recipient of an award is a humble achievement. A justification of all my undertakings in blogging. It is a gesture of recognition and an inspiration as well.

Thanks to Chape Personal Trainer for this award. You can visit his site at https://chapeblog.wordpress.com and be convinced and locked in his kind of writing.

I smile when I’m amused at something. When I ask favor or blessing, a smile always follow my request for aid. That agreeable facial appearance of being friendly knocks someone’s hardened heart to melt.

Funny people make me smile. Cracking a joke with them turns a smile into laughter breaking the ice to a beginning of friendship.

The rules:

1.- Show your new cool award.

2.- Thank whoever nominated you and provide a link to their blog.

3.- Tell us what makes you smile.

4.- Select other blogs you want to give the award to. The number of nominees is at your preference.

This is only one of the white sand beaches of Cobrador island which is the farthest of the three smaller islands that comprise Romblon province. The municipality which consists of mainland Romblon and the smaller islands of Alad, Logbon and Cobrador is situated along the coast of Romblon Bay. The white sand beaches are still to be tapped and fully developed to lure tourists to the island. There are no accommodations waiting to the would-be visitors but they can bring their tents as their overnight space to sleep. The island doesn’t offer much comfort to its visitors but its natural beauty is sufficient and enough to have a succession of visits in the future. Try coming to this serene island and be convinced what its beaches can offer and be ready to sacrifice comfort in exchange of privacy and peacefulness.

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the emptiness of the bountythe loneliness of the crowd losing the love of the many is stupidity enshroud transparency of being thick the shallowness of depth active of being sick a fool looking for death

image credit : google + . . I love to write poetry while i eat love cooking while i sing love the beach while traveling love the highway driving all the vehicles in front of me i enjoy catching … read more!

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When my father was still alive, he had a penchant of planting fruit trees which he felt his family would enjoy the fruits as much as he did. He liked jackfruit and we also do. We love it. It is sweet, fleshy, and has a distinct aroma and smell. It is starchy and fibrous and a good source of dietary fiber. At a distance, we can’t notice that the fruits are ready for eating. Not until we smell it. If it over ripes in the branch it falls off because it can no longer hold the weight of the fruit which has become soft at its base. Its average weight reaches 1 – 5kilos per fruit depending on the size.

This is the ripened fruit which can be eaten as it is. It may also be an ingredient in local desserts, such as, halo-halo and banana turon, or in sweet concoctions with shaved ice, as in, es campur, and es teler.

This is the ripe, sliced jackfruit.

Living with memories of my father and the jackfruit tree are sweet affairs from the past and thorny resemblances of our present life. No matter how ugly the fruit is, it is liked by many because of its sweetness and excellent characteristics of the flesh.

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Large photo by: thehutowner

small photos by: Wikipedia

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Once in a while, a random check of your backyard will yield a number of excellent post materials which abound at the expanse behind your house. Flowers, trees, vegetables in pots, domesticated animals, old and antiquated objects or anything that catches your attention. They are good prompts for your writing.

As my health ebbed a little bit, I don’t want myself to languish and rot at the comfort of my room without doing something that would merit the enhancement of my posting. So, after eating my breakfast, I got my camera and started my walk for a close encounter of the backyard. Taking pictures at anything I fancied as a good material for write-ups, musings, scoops, etc. was very rewarding as it further boosted my photography techniques. Here are some photos of the hot chili pepper, the plant that puts fire on your tongue and tears in your eyes.

The first time I saw this, I insisted to drop by. I was really curious about the airplane crashing into the roof of the establishment. Visitors passing will surely take a glimpse of this “come on” publicity stunt of this watering hole in Davao city, south of the Philippines.

I just came from a tour with a rented car and a driver in the province of Davao Oriental, specifically the city of Mati. They have fine white sand beaches there comparable with the known ones today. It was a tiring but a very pleasant and enjoyable travel I had. Beautiful and green sceneries along the way were awesomely inviting. Spending a short time in every locale that I visited was a temporary option as some need a little longer time to stay. And as such, we will be returning to Davao in the later hours of the afternoon. All the beautiful scenes were chewed and tourist spots were all photographed in my mind and with my camera.

It was raining then and roads were quite slippery. But it didn’t hamper our travel back to Davao where I was billeted at a downtown hotel. Arriving was a little bit too early as we passed on several sites worth seeing and an early dinner with my driver/tour guide. Our meal was spent here, at this airplane-struck establishment. As they claimed it, they have the best grilled pork chop in town. So, we ordered it with some other side dishes and drinks. Soon after, our one-for-the-road went sky-is-the-limit beer contest between us two. But my driver’s agency called and reminded him of the 12 MN delivery of the rented car.

I was red as a pepper. My face was like a made-up Japanese geisha doll. Red. That’s because I have some percentage of the Spanish blood running in my system. And that was it. He dropped me at my hotel and the rented car was safely delivered to the rent-a-car agency.